(Third Person POV)
As Asher indulged in the Blowjob Tournament, events in Eldoria took a different turn.
That morning, the people of Eldoria gathered before the Divine Church, watching as a sinner met his fate.
At the center of the square stood a scaffold, and atop it was Malak Rambrandt. A noose encircled his neck, the rope held taut by a heavy stone.
"Execute him!"
"This sinner deserves no mercy!"
"End him already!"
"These revolutionaries are a plague!"
The air buzzed with jeers and cries for blood. Among the onlookers, seated at the front, were the Priestess Seraphina, Liloth Alvado, the Duke, and several other esteemed figures.
Seraphina rose, lifting her hands in prayer before addressing the crowd.
"Good morning, people of Eldoria. As you all know, Malak Rambrandt's transgressions have left a stain on this kingdom. The wages of such sin is death!"
A wave of cheers rippled through the spectators, eager for justice.
